Quote of the Day (W.H. Davies, on April’s ‘Charms of Primrose Gold’)

“When April scatters charms of primrose gold

Among the copper leaves in thickets old,

And singing skylarks from the meadows rise,

To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies…

"When I go forth on such a pleasant day,

One breath outdoors takes all my cares away.” —Welsh poet W.H. Davies (1871-1940), “April's Charms,” in The Collected Poems of William H. Davies (1916)

I took the image accompanying this post a year ago, up by Broadway and 89^th Street in Manhattan. As I write this now, the atmosphere is not what Mr. Davies had in mind. But the greatness of spring lies as much in its promise as in its bloom.